I've never had strong feelings about getting older. The inexplicable workings of my mind make my age tick up as of January 1, so by the time my birthday rolls around, I've already had ten months to get used to a new number. (It just occurred to me that my brain is only in sync … Continue reading A Happy Birthday
Well, it’s here. At approximately 1:13 PM last Thursday afternoon, my new power chair rolled into my apartment and forever changed my life. This might seem a gross exaggeration, but if you saw the smile that foolishly flashes across my face at the mere thought of my partner in mobility, you’d know that I'm not … Continue reading My Other Significant Other
Months ago, I was assessed and approved for a power wheelchair and rushed to share the good news. Then came the "waiting for funding to go through" stage—never fun, especially if, like me, you're impatient and eager to take on the world atop your fancy new ride. During this middle period, the chair's made scattered … Continue reading Somewhere to Go, Someone to Be
I'm not going to pretend that I didn't go into the neurology appointment I had last Thursday with a clear goal and unrealistically high hopes that I'd achieve it. Given the level of anticipatory anxiety I usually experience before most encounters with medical professionals (no matter how kind and understanding said professional may be), and … Continue reading Powering Up
At very long last, my new wheelchair arrived on Thursday. It’s a thing of beauty. More importantly, it’s mine. Not on loan from the medical supply company. Fitted for me, with everything tightened up where it ought to be. Smooth and shiny (for now, anyway). Ready for the accessories I’ll inevitably buy to make it … Continue reading New Wheels, Gotta Roll
I like to tell myself that everyone has those “yeah right, medical professionals, quit the hyperbole and lemme do what I’m gonna do” moments. Aren’t I, after all, the expert on my own body? (History would suggest otherwise, in my case, but I’ll conveniently brush over that part.) Don’t hold me back! I’m regrowing a … Continue reading The Flip Side of a Flop
De Morbo Sacro: Life and/with Epilepsy 